Two Erotic Nights in Vegas – Erotic Couplings – Free Sex Story

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Hi, my name is Debbie. Let me tell you about the amazing night I had last night. The man I had Sex with just left my hotel room here in Las Vegas. I’m laying in bed, nude with my heart still racing. Oh god, there’s a hickey on my breast. What if my Sister sees that? He was so passionate. I could never tell my friends or family what happened. They would never believe it. I’m bursting to tell someone. So, here it is.

Let me tell you a bit about myself. I’m thirty-seven, recently divorced with no children. People say I’m pretty and I keep fit with jogging and yoga. My ex was the only man I had Sex with before last night. At my Sister‘s urging, I had set up a profile on a dating site with the idea of getting back out to find a new partner. I liked being married and enjoy intimacy with a man. That was not the problem in our marriage. I decided to take a trip before venturing out in the relationship world.

With all the Covid around, I didn’t feel comfortable flying from my home in Salt Lake City to visit my Sister in San Diego. So, I drove and stopped in Las Vegas along the way. My ex-husband and I had been to Las Vegas a few times, but this is my first time solo. It was nice to sit around the pool, get some sun and relax. I felt naughty in the tiny bikini I bought in the gift shop. That’s another story. When I tried on the bikini in my room, my pubic hair spilled out the sides. It looked so ridiculous. I bought a razor and shaving cream and removed all the hair. My Sister had warned me that men on the dating sites expected a bald Pussy nowadays. Not that I had any intension of having Sex in Las Vegas. Famous last words.

It was nice to see men at the pool look at me with lust in their eyes. You can’t blame a woman for wanting to be attractive. That’s what all the hours of yoga are all about. I saw they had a separate pool for women who go European-style topless. No way could I be that naughty. Two nice-looking men offered to sit with me and buy me a drink, but I declined. I’m shy around men It took me by surprise at how bold they were. But this is Las Vegas, of course.

After the pool, I felt very feminine and went shopping and bought a nice dress. It shows more cleavage than anything I’ve ever worn and it hugs and shows off my toned bottom. My husband always said my bum was my best feature. I even went to a cosmetics store and the young saleslady applied the makeup I bought from her. When I looked in the mirror, I was shocked at how pretty I looked. She complimented me. I left the store not the boring housewife that went in. On a whim, I went to a lingerie store and bought a sexy matching bra and panty set. I felt more confident than ever.

Back to my room, I had a light lunch sent up and relaxed, being careful not to disturb my new makeup. Around eight, I started getting dressed. The panties were so sexy. They were what the saleslady said were Brazilian-style, smaller than a normal panty and showing a lot of my naked bum. They are a feminine pink with lots of lace and a see-through mesh crotch that made me feel so sexy. The matching bra was a push-up type that made my 34B breasts look voluptuous. I went to the mini-bar and opened a small bottle of champagne and toasted myself as I walked around the room in my sexy lingerie. I put on my high heels and practiced walking with a sexy sway of my bottom feeling the power of my womanly sexuality. Then, on with my dress and it looked great in the mirror. I touched up my makeup before going out of my room.

Down in the casino, I watched the crowd at the crap table shouting and having a great time. I had no idea what they were doing but huge amount of chips were on the table. A waitress in a skimpy outfit with her breasts mostly exposed got me a Pina Colada which was delicious. I went over and sat at a blackjack table. My ex had taught me some of the basics.

After another cocktail, a well-dressed young man sat down and we struck up a conversation as we played. He couldn’t have been even thirty and it made me feel attractive that he was flirting with me. He was good looking and very fit. There were lots of young, pretty ladies his age that would have gladly hooked up with him He is a high school teacher here in Las Vegas with his school soccer team he coaches. It gave me a naughty thrill when he stared at my cleavage with a hungry look in his eyes. It made me feel good that this very attractive guy thought I was special. After another couple of drinks, I must admit I was flirting with him too. It was great fun and something I had never done while married. I thought it wouldn’t go anywhere.

Then he invited me to the hotel disco. My god, I hadn’t been dancing since my wedding a long time ago. Of course, I said yes and off we went. The place was packed and the music was loud. The people were all so young and beautiful. It was so thrilling to dance with my guy. Hell, I just realized didn’t get his name. The dancing started innocently but soon he was touching me all over in the dark of the dancefloor. I felt so Free among all those sexy young people. The many drinks I had helped loosen me up. All the women were so openly sexy and I didn’t want to be a prude. My girlfriends back in Salt Lake City would have been surprised at the places I let him touch and the ones I felt on him. When the DJ played a slow song, in the darkness, he held my bum and squeezed it so wonderfully. I kissed him and he kissed me back so amazingly. My ex was not a kisser, but this young man could French kiss amazingly and that sent me to female heaven.

They played another slow song and he cupped my breast. I looked around guiltily and realized nobody could see us in the dark. My Pussy was on fire as he tweaked my nipple though my dress. I kissed his neck and held his muscular buttocks. It was so naughty but so anonymous. I said to myself, this all stays in Las Vegas. I hadn’t been close to a man in almost a year. I was getting lightheaded with lust when he whispered, “Let’s go to your room.” Like a tart, I grabbed his hand and lead him out of the disco to the elevator. I was a woman in heat and on a mission.

The next thing I remember is standing beside the bed in my room frantically opening the buttons of his shirt and kissing his chest. I stripped off his shirt and his body was amazingly muscular. He just stood there as I undid his belt, opened his pants and he stepped out of them. There was a big tent in his underwear. He pressed gently on my shoulder and I knew instinctively to go to my knees, pulling down his underwear and greedily kissing and sucking his perfect cock. My god, I was in a lust frenzy.

After much licking and sucking, he said, “Just lick my balls. I want to cum in your Pussy not your mouth.” Hearing that sent a wave of joy through me and I licked his ball-sack like a slut as he plunged his hand down inside my bra. He gave an animal growl and said, “Fuck, I’ve wanted to feel your naked tits all night. Sweet.” I could feel his fingers find my nipple and a moan came from our throats at the same time. He said firmly, “Stand up and take off your clothes.

I stood up and suddenly realized I was stripping naked in front of a young man I just met that was standing there with a big election soon to mount and fuck me. He must have seen my hesitation and stepped forward, embraced me and we kissed passionately. I melted into him and he unzipped my dress at the back and pushed it down and off. With our lips still locked, my bra was undone and tossed aside. My bare breasts against his naked chest were crazy making. My Pussy was on fire.

He stepped back, looked me up and down and said, “Lose the panties and get on the bed “

I did just that and climbed onto the sheet totally wanting a good fucking. He was on me like a Sex-crazed animal. Our night of dancing and teasing ourselves made him extremely Horny. I kept urging him on as he licked and sucked my breasts. He dove his head between my thighs and his tongue on my newly bald crotch found all the right places. When he sucked on my clit, my Pussy exploded and my screams bounced off the walls. He laughed an evil laugh and sat up on his haunches between my outspread legs. He sat there with his big cock half hard and a big shit-Ass grin on his face. He grabbed my hips and pulled my bottom onto his knees with my crotch close to his junk. He smiled and stroked his penis and it got bigger and fully erect. Panic mixed with the thrill of lust went through me. His erection was much bigger than my ex’s.

He said calmly, “Debbie, I’m sure glad we met. You are an amazing sexy woman.” He reached down to my Pussy and ran his fingers up and down the very wet lips. He stared at it and I could sense his lust rising. He pulled my body further up his thighs until my Pussy touched his erection. He held the shaft and notched the head in my Vagina opening, then fell forward mounting me, unleashing a torrent of pure, young, blind, male lust. Our hips thudded together as he thrust into my center over and over. I was on a magic carpet ride of thrilling sensuality. He kept up an awesome pace that only a young athlete could muster. I held on for dear life as he fucked me deep, hard and constantly.

My Pussy was already hyper-sensitive from my previous Orgasm and soon I was having one long continuous Orgasm that literally blew my mind. I’m sure my screams could be heard in the halls. When he finally came and filled me with his semen, he rolled off me and we lay panting and laughing joyously. I giggled like a fresh teenager like I had just gotten off an exhilarating carnival ride.

I went to the bathroom and cleaned my crotch and brought him a warm wet soapy cloth and cleaned his precious manhood. We fell asleep entwined intimately. I was in a beautiful, calm, freshly fucked space with a wine glow on.

Sometime in the middle of the night I woke and felt a hand placed on my naked hip with a nude male body spooned intimately behind me. My heart raced. What the hell? I had to quickly orient myself and then remembered my young lover. He ran his palm over my hip and waist. We were on our sides facing the same way. I put my hand on his to show I was awake and pulled it to my bare breast in total acceptance. He was silent as he groped my breast and then cupped my Ass-cheeks. He moved his hips forward and I could feel his erection in the crack of my Ass. That certainly got my attention. A touch-fest was heading for a fuck-fest.

The young man was Horny again. I wondered what he had in mind. He started sliding his erection up and down my crack. Did he want Anal? I didn’t really like that especially without lube. But whatever he wanted I would do after he satisfied me so well before. Soon he lifted my leg and positioned his erection along my Pussy. He reached around and started playing with my clit. His fingers were slick, likely with his saliva. His cock sliding along my slit and my clitoris being pleased with his finger had me humping my hips to match his movements. It was so freeing to be the slut anonymously in Las Vegas.

He pushed my shoulders forward and notched the head of his cock in my Vagina. By this time my Vagina was well lubricated and his cock filled me gloriously. He grabbed my shoulders and fucked my hard in this sideways laying doggy position. He never said a word, just grunted as he used me, came and went back to sleep. I didn’t have an Orgasm but I fell asleep with smile without cleaning myself. Sometimes a woman likes to be used by a strong man.

Next morning;

The bright morning light woke me up and I heard the familiar sounds of a man sleeping next to me. Last night’s erotic delights flashed in my brain. I turned and looked at his handsome, young face. Dammit, I couldn’t remember his name. Debbie, I thought, you are quite the tart all of a sudden. What the heck, I’m single again and Free to do whatever the hell I want. My god, he is so good looking. He could have had any girl in that disco and he wanted me. Geez, I remembered how Horny he was. It gave me a shiver thinking back at how his hips thudded into mine so strongly, over and over until my crotch exploded. The young are so bloody passionate.

I snuck out of bed to take my morning pee. Sitting on the toilet the tinkle of my stream in the water sounded so loud and I didn’t want to wake my guy. My hair and makeup need fixing before I wanted him to see me. I wiped and stood over at the mirror assessing the damage. I ran a brush through my hair when in walks a nude guy with a sleepy look on his face.

“Good morning, Debbie.” He walked over to the toilet.

Dam, I thought, what’s his name? I replied, “Good morning.”

He lifted the seat and put his hands on his hips and a loud stream of urine hit the water. He said, “Don’t mind me.”

I was taken a bit back by his casually peeing but I’ve seen my husband pee like this a thousand times. This young man has obviously lived with a woman. Feeling naked, I eyed the white robe hanging from the back of the door. The urinating stopped and I looked in the mirror to see him shake his penis. He has such a cute butt.

He said, “I have to be coaching my high school team today. It was great meeting you. Right now, I need a Shower.” He opened the Shower door and leaned in to turn on the Hot water. His body looked so beautiful.

“Is it okay if I join you?”

He broke into a big smile and said, “Absolutely.”

He went in and I followed. The Shower is large with a large, rain disk above sending Hot water straight down. I watched as he grabbed the shampoo and lathered his hair with his eyes closed. This gave me the opportunity to boldly look at his athletic body with soapy water flowing over his muscles, not to mention his impressive, flaccid penis hanging down. I reached for the body wash and filled my hand.

“Let me wash you up.”

Another, even bigger smile, and he said, “Great. I Love it.” He turned his back to me and I soaped his shoulders and over his muscular back. The feel of my soapy, slick hands sliding over his back was so erotic. Then I looked down at his tight butt that is many shades whiter than his tanned torso. I was feeling so naughty as I poured more soap into my palm and ran it over one butt-cheek. I instantly knew this was a two-hand job and put the body wash bottle on the shelf and took both Ass-cheeks in my hands. I could feel my Pussy awakening as I cupped and stroked.

His voice boomed in the small enclosure, “That’s what we’re talking about.” He leaned both hands on the far wall, leaned forward and spread his legs. That’s what my ex did when he wanted me to soap his crack and reach under to his ball-sack. Truth be known, I loved doing it. i grabbed the bottle and squirted a stream in his crack and one in my hand and put it back on the ledge. I reached under between his legs and cupped his balls as I slid my other hand down between his buttocks. He gave an animal grunt and threw his head back. “Fuck, yes.” I rolled his balls like I Love to do as the low animal noises from his throat continued. Suddenly, he turned around with a stiff erection and said, “Now it’s your turn.”

He looked me up and down hungrily and then pulled my arm to signal me to turn under the Hot water. His soapy hands glided over my back and the deliciously over my hips and bum. He said firmly, “Spread your legs.” I obeyed and gave a sigh as a few slick fingers slide down my crack and over my anus. I could hear him getting more soap and then his palm slid under my buttocks to my Pussy. My head got light from the pure pleasure of his touch and I shot a hand out to the wall to steady myself. Was that my loud groan? He said firmly, “Turn around.” He had a serious look on his face as he soaped my breasts. I had to put my hands on his shoulders to steady myself. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the pure pleasure of his touch. Soon a hand slid over my mons and under to my very aroused Pussy. I bit my lip and my nostrils flared with every deep breath as he slid his fingers expertly along the folds of my crotch. With wonder in his voice, he said, “I enjoyed fucking this tight, Pussy so much.” He groaned, “Yes, what a sweet Pussy.” Those erotic words sent my lust meter into the red zone. I reached down and grabbed the shaft of his cock with one hand and cupped his balls in the other. It feels so right to glide my soapy hand over the shaft of his manhood and roll his balls in my fingers.

I looked him boldly in the eye and said, “I’ve got a great idea.” I took his hand, stepped out of the Shower and grabbed a towel for him and one for me. “Let’s dry off and have some more fun.” He grinned and we toweled off in a flash and we trotted eagerly to the bed and jumped in, smelling so clean and fresh. His lips were on my breasts in an instant. I pulled his head to my chest and groaned when his tongue swirled around my nipple. My brain fill with lust as my chest was pleasured and my fingers raked through his still-damp hair. Like a total slut, I reached down to his crotch and held his semi-hard penis. An animal sound came from deep in his throat as I gripped the shaft and felt it stiffen. His hand went to my crotch.

I sighed, “Yes, oh yes.” My legs sprang open. His fingers expertly found all the rights spots and soon my hips were humping his fingers like a bitch in heat. I was on cloud nine.

He growled, “You are ready.” He rolled onto me keeping his body suspended on elbows and knees so sweetly. As he notched his cock in my Love opening and mounted me, I felt a sense of complete surrender, opening myself to his animal lust. I grabbed his muscular Ass and felt his muscles flex as his hips clashed with mine and his incredible cock pounded my Pussy deliciously. For a very long time, I whimpered, screamed, begged, urged until my crotch exploded in a mind-numbing Orgasm and he shot his load. I was limp and laying, happily used in the bed as he got up, got dressed and left with a minimum of small talk. He did say his Wife was flying in today. Enough said.

Whew. I was starting to get the naughty Las Vegas vibe.

Day Two Las Vegas

Playing blackjack again. I sas the high school coach with his Wife and a young man a few tables over. He spotted me and smiled. I smiled back. He said something to the young man beside him who then looked over. I’m embarrassed. What has he told the guy about me? I go back to playing blackjack.

“Hello, my name is Rowan, you know my coach, Eric. Can I play a few hands with you?”

“Sure, have a seat. I’m Debbie. You may change my luck.”

He can’t be more than twenty. Such a fresh-faced good-looking guy. I thought, no way we would hook up but it might be fun to spend some time with him.

“What sport are you playing.”

“Junior varsity soccer. We have a tournament here. So far so good. We won today.”

We played cards for a while and had a few drinks. He only had one beer because of his game the next day. I’m surprised he is hanging around with a mature lady like me when a good-looking guy like him could have his pick of young girls. It was sure fun to be around that young energy.

“Coach Eric said you like to dance. I Love it too. Why don’t we hit the disco and have some fun. What do you say?”

“I’d Love to, Rowan, sounds like a blast.”

We went to the disco, and it was just as packed and loud as the previous night. Rowan is very tall with a solid athletic body. Every time we came together and I touched him as we danced, his body felt like iron. We never sat down. He was full of energy. It was so exhilarating. I had a couple more drinks. He didn’t again because he was playing the next day.

It became pretty obvious that he was coming on to me as we danced. His hands got very Free with my bum in the darkness. It felt good to have a hunk like him attracted to me. Of course, I knew coach Eric likely would have told him how easy I was. As we danced and got more intimate, I was getting very Horny. They played a slow dance and Rowan was massaging my bottom brazenly in the darkness. I should have stopped him but didn’t. This was Las Vegas after all. What can I say? Holding his rock-hard body was so amazing. I almost gripped his Ass but was too embarrassed to. As he massaged my bottom and humped his crotch into me, he whispered in my ear.

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